Erica raised an eyebrow at the way the woman seemed surprise someone came in here, shaking her head as she pulled her dark hair into a ponytail. “Then why are you wearing it?” Erica asked with a rather confused look. She knew ghosts were on board and about switches, but she really didn’t know who had what and she hadn’t been paying much attention to what went around. It was her job or more her way to survive to keep on her toes because she didn’t need a surprise, but she doubt this woman had a gun or knife on her with that outfit. Though she could be wrong only her body language was reading that she was harmless along with the fact she didn’t even sound from around her time. The accent meant nothing considering Erica had her own accent in the form of a New Yorker one, but the way she talked screamed different time.
“Just what?” She asked before the woman caused a few of the weights to fling off their holder. “What the hell?” She asked with a shocked look at what the woman was doing. “Gather you’re suffering from a power swap issue?” That had to be the only reasonable answer for why she seemed unable to handle whatever she was now.